Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Fragment From A Masquerade

Red ribbons clutter the scene,
From lanai to balcony

Yet still,
I can see,
Even though,
I choose not to believe

Kabuki flags defile dreams of old,
Through the seams they politely latch onto,
All things lost and never seen


     A dream so cold,
     Needs only an ounce of fuel
     To direct the oars of a future worth possessing 

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